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Not only was Da Bao surprised, but even Wang Zhaodi and Zhang Man in the kitchen were astonished at how generous Ye Fangfei was. After all, they had always been very stingy, never giving even a single cent, let alone a whole lot.
With one child receiving twenty cents, and since there were two children in their family, that amounted to forty cents. That was quite a sum.
As they were marveling at this, Tang Zhicheng also came out.
Ye Fangfei smiled at the children and said, "Aren't you going to quickly wish your uncle a Happy New Year and ask for your lucky money?"
Da Bao reacted quickly, immediately kneeling on the ground to bow to Tang Zhicheng, loudly saying, "Happy New Year, Uncle!"
The other three were a bit slower to respond but soon followed suit with their bows and greetings.
Tang Zhicheng took out some red envelopes and said, "Here, one for each of you. Take it and buy some candy."
The children happily accepted the red envelopes, which contained twenty cents each. Now each of them had forty cents.
Not only were the children thrilled, but Wang Zhaodi and Zhang Man were also very pleased. The couple was indeed generous; they had given out a total of one dollar and sixty cents in one go.
Moreover, tomorrow their sister-in-law would surely bring her children back as well. That would add another eighty cents, making it a total of two dollars and forty cents—quite a lot indeed.
It was important to note that they earned only ten cents for a full day's labor. In their impoverished area, a day's worth of work was valued at just ten cents. Even strong laborers like them earned only that much; for women like Wang Zhaodi and her peers, completing a full day's work would earn them just eight cents.
So seeing Ye Fangfei and her husband give out forty cents as lucky money for just one child was truly astonishing to them.
"Get up now, Third Brother! Come eat!" Wang Zhaodi called out to Tang Zhicheng with a cheerful tone, thinking about how her own children had received eighty cents in red envelopes.
"Thank you for your hard work, big sister," Tang Zhicheng said before pulling Ye Fangfei into the house.
Inside, the table was already set with food—not anything fancy—just leftovers from yesterday's meal.
"Eat up quickly so we can go wish others a Happy New Year," Grandma Tang said as she saw Ye Fangfei and the others enter.
After finishing their meal, Ye Fangfei followed her two sisters-in-law as they headed out together.
Tang Zhicheng was with his two older brothers. The Tang family was a large clan in Zili, with thirty households just among the elders. Ye Fangfei, along with her two sisters-in-law, visited each family one by one until her legs felt as if they belonged to someone else.
Fortunately, as the new daughter-in-law, she only needed to follow her two sisters-in-law and greet people; there was no other expectation of her.
By noon, the three of them finally returned home. After greeting Old Madam Tang, Ye Fangfei went straight to her room to lie down. She was utterly exhausted.
Tang Zhicheng and his brothers were similarly worn out after spending the entire morning visiting their elders' homes. Moreover, they encountered Tang Zhicheng's childhood friends along the way, which delayed them further as they stopped to chat.
As a result, they arrived home later than Ye Fangfei and the others. Once inside, Tang Zhicheng immediately asked, "Mother, where's my wife?"
"She's in your room. She got tired from visiting and went to rest as soon as she returned," Old Madam Tang replied.
Old Madam Tang couldn't help but feel speechless at how eagerly Tang Zhicheng sought out Ye Fangfei the moment he came home. His concern for his wife had exceeded her expectations.
In these past two days, whenever Ye Fangfei was around, Tang Zhicheng would stick close to her side. Even when it wasn't convenient for him to be right next to her, his gaze would remain fixed on her. The clingy way he acted made Old Madam Tang feel quite embarrassed.
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